Billy Idol ain't my lover.
29 May 2006
X/A - there's something about Ares being silly that's just too cute.
Music was blaring from their flat. Xena unlocked the door and paused, her hand on the knob. Maybe she ought to go kill some time outside, she thought as she opened the door.
"-rebel yell, she cried more, more, more..."
Ares screamed reflexively and swung around, his crucifix laden necklaces shattering a glass in the process.
Xena pointed. "What the fuck?"
"Er, I just wanted to see what it'd look like. It's not like-"
"Don't get so upset-"
"You wore leather for a lifetime!"
"You're sleeping on the couch!"
He blinked when she walked past him into the bedroom. "You're not serious?"
The door slammed.
"Look, I changed it back."
"Great," she responded through the door, which remained firmly closed.
"Turn the music down, will you?"
Ares transported himself into their bedroom, crossed his arms and pouted at her. "At least I don't listen to KISS."